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The extreme Sword Will stirred up a murderous atmosphere. Yue Cang Qiong opened his eyes and stared coldly at the thousands of soldiers in front of him. "Are my opponents these wandering ghosts?"
The Sword Emperor had issued a challenge. None of the ghost cultivators from the Path of Hell dared to refute him. The army fell silent and their hearts trembled. Suddenly, Yue Cang Qiong disappeared from their sight. He turned into a brilliant golden shadow and crossed through space to appear at the top of the high platform.
"Or are you saying that my opponents are you?"
The majestic Sword Will was ready to be unleashed. The Sword Will was aimed at the three Path Masters of the Six Paths of Evil and Destruction and the number one expert of the Path of Asura, Xue Qianqiu!
The Sword Emperor stood on the high platform and the platform seemed to have been raised by ten thousand feet, giving off the majesty of Mount Tai. Yue Cang Qiong was like the king of Mount Tai. Although he was at the same level as Yin Wangliang and the others, his aura was like a king looking down on the four of them.
Sensing the Sword Emperor's indifference, Xue Wanlu shouted angrily, "Arrogant!" With a flick of his wrist, the newly acquired "Destruction Spear" was like a snake spitting its tongue. Thousands of spear shadows appeared in his hand and every spear light was extremely sharp. The people of the Six Paths secretly praised the Path Master of Asura for his bravery. They then shouted, "We have the advantage in numbers. Why should we be afraid of them? Everyone, let's attack together and kill them all!" The people of the Six Paths responded and rushed towards the Buddhist cultivators in the middle. An earth-shattering battle had begun.
However, Xue Wanlu knew that the reason why he used the spear was not because he had the courage of a newborn calf, but because he was timid in the face of a strong opponent. Although Yue Cang Qiong did not look at him, he felt that his nerves were under an invisible pressure. It was like a fully drawn bow that could not withstand any longer. The string finally snapped and the spear was released.
Fortunately, the Path of Asura's cultivation technique focused on nurturing one's battle. The more one fought, the stronger one would become. As thousands of spear shadows appeared in an instant, each attack was more powerful than the last. Xue Wanlu's fighting spirit also increased and burned fiercely. But then —
Then it went on cooldown.
In front of the spear tip, Yue Cang Qiong's hands did not move, his feet did not move, his body was steady, but it was as if there was an invisible barrier around his body. The spears were swift and fierce, but they were blocked by the barrier, unable to injure the Sword Emperor at all. Only faint golden ripples appeared on the barrier, causing Xue Wanlu to turn pale with fright.
Even though he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he'd heard that Yue Cangqiong's ultimate technique, the Golden Sword Ray, was the most ferocious, domineering, and offensive sword technique in the world. However, he'd never imagined that Yue Cangqiong would actually be able to refine well-tempered steel into something as soft as a finger. With the combination of hardness and softness, the Golden Sword Ray could actually be used so tightly as a defense!
But only in times of danger could a person's innate character and potential be revealed. Xue Wanlu was startled, but he immediately let out a long shout, rousing his spirit. He relied on the Asura Dao Battle Cry to raise his battle intent. At the same time, the thousands of spear lights and tens of thousands of variations condensed into one, becoming a simple and unadorned spear!
It was a simple trajectory, absorbing the essence, energy, and spirit of ten thousand slaughters into a single spear. It was filled with an indomitable and domineering aura as it pierced through the air wall in front of it.
"Sect Master, danger!" Xue Qian Qiu had already shouted this out when Xue Wanlu attacked, but he only spat out the words now. What was originally a belated warning had now become a prophecy, revealing the future.
"Not bad." Xue Wanlu's spear that had broken through all of his previous attacks only earned a light praise from Yue Cangqiong. Then, he saw the Sword Emperor stretch out a hand and casually grab onto Xue Wanlu's thunderous spear. Xue Wanlu instantly felt as if the Destruction Spear had grown roots in the Sword Emperor's hand. No matter how much strength he exerted, he couldn't move it.
Then, the Sword Emperor lightly lifted the tip of the spear and said, "Let go."
Xue Wanlu instantly felt that the end of the spear was rising up, like a wild dragon that was hard to suppress was about to leave his hand, but he gritted his teeth and held onto the weapon. As the two wrestled, the Destruction Spear had already been bent into an arc. Not long after, Xue Wanlu's foot loosened, and he was lifted up by the end of the spear. Then, due to the elasticity, he was thrown back onto the ground. He was in a daze, and before he could even spit out a mouthful of blood, Yue Cangqiong had already pulled the tip of the spear left and right, throwing Xue Wanlu onto the ground again and again like a sandbag. It was a tragic sight.
"Sword Emperor, please stop. The Asura Path has no intention of becoming enemies with you!" Xue Qian Qiu knew that the Sword Emperor was difficult to deal with. He originally wanted Yin Wangyao and Yan Shiyuan to take the lead, but he didn't expect that his nephew's cultivation was the lowest, and he couldn't bear the pressure of Yue Cangqiong's sword intent and attacked first, forcing him to take action. As he begged for mercy, he took out a halberd and attacked with the force of a tsunami. Although this attack was meant to save Xue Wanlu, its power was far greater than Xue Wanlu's.
Yue Cangqiong saw that Xue Wanlu was still unwilling to let go of the spear even after being thrown to the ground, and secretly praised his toughness. Then, he saw that Xue Qian Qiu's halberd was ferocious and mighty. His eyes flashed, and he laughed loudly, "Alright! You have no intention of becoming enemies with me, but I want to spar with you. Only an opponent like this is worthy of me using my sword! "
Yue Cangqiong threw Xue Wanlu to the wall behind the high platform, and no longer paid attention to him. At the same time, he used his finger like a sword and stabbed forward. Although it was said that he was using his sword, everyone in the world knew that the golden sword ray was incomparably sharp. There was no need to rely on external objects, and the Sword Emperor itself was the sharpest sword!
"Boom", Yue Cangqiong's finger went against the crescent moon of the halberd. The thunderous attack shook the whole area, but Xue Qian Qiu's hand was numb from the attack. He took three steps back, and each step created a big pit.
Seeing that Xue Qian Qiu took the attack, the Sword Emperor was even more delighted. He lightly waved two fingers, and several bright golden rays shot out from his fingertips. The dense sword intent filled the whole area. It was the unique skill, Golden Sword Ray.
Xue Qian Qiu was the number one expert of the Asura Path. Even if he couldn't withstand the might of the Sword Emperor, he wouldn't be defeated in just one attack. His slightly thin and weak figure, together with the ancient and heavy halberd, seemed to complement each other well. The halberd danced in the air, and brought out rays of blood-colored Gang Qi. It was filled with a bloody intent, and blocked several attacks from the Sword Emperor.
While he could still hold on, Xue Qian Qiu gritted his teeth and said, "Sect Leader Yan, Ghost King, what are you waiting for? Come and help!"
"Okay!" Yan Shiyuan agreed. He stared at Shang Ying, who had just challenged him and was now rushing towards him. Yan Shiyuan's expression was fierce and fearless. He shouted like a brave general on the battlefield, "Brother Xue, don't worry. Leave it to me. I am the Ling Xiao Sword School's Shang Ying! Since you want to die, I will end your life! "
Then, he flew up from the high platform. Countless rings flew out from his sleeves, and hit towards Shang Ying like a storm.
Seeing that Yan Shiyuan obviously didn't dare to fight against the Sword Emperor, and that was why he was fighting against Shang Ying, Xue Qian Qiu was so angry that he cursed in his heart. He almost lost his mind, and was pushed back by the Golden Sword Ray.
"Uncle. Let me help you! " Although Xue Wanlu had been thrown to the ground a few times, the Sword Emperor had not treated him as an opponent. Secondly, he had cultivated the Asura Path, so his physical body was much stronger than other experts of the same level. Although he had lost face, his injuries were not heavy. After catching his breath, he raised his spear and fought Yue Tianqiong again.
The Asura Path uncle and nephew had the same martial arts, and their moves were also of the same origin. At this moment, they cooperated with each other and fought against the Mortal World Pinnacle Sword. One's spear was like a blood python, dancing in the air. The other's halberd was like a mad dragon. Qi energy swept out, and the fierce wind brought with it streams of scarlet Blood Gang. From the point where the Blood Gang and the Golden Sword Ray met, it exploded in all directions. Everywhere it passed, the ground cracked, and the walls were broken, except for Yin Wangyao.
Yin Wangyao had been sitting on the throne. Even though he had become the center of the most dangerous battle, his eyes were still lowered, and he didn't move. It was as if he had become one with the throne. Only when the scattered Qi energy reached his body did he activate the Ghost Qi to block it. It caused the area ten feet around him to become completely isolated from the battle outside.
It wasn't that he didn't want to move, and he didn't dare to move. It was just that his soul was injured when he detonated the Ghost Mirror in order to escape. After that, he took Ji Fengming's full force punch, which made his injuries even more serious. It was fine if he met an ordinary opponent, but Yue Cang Qiong, although he hadn't met him before, had the sharpness of a swordsman, and the domineering temperament of an emperor, which made him feel pressured. At this moment, he could only squeeze out his potential and speed up the recovery of his injuries, so that he could reach his strongest state as soon as possible.
At the same time, the other battlefields were already in a stalemate.
Shang Ying and Yan Shiyuan were fighting high up in the sky. Shang Ying waved her long sword, triggering a chill. The endless cold air caused the surrounding temperature to plummet. Ice and snow swirled around, and even the air seemed to have condensed. The long sword in her hand carried a chill that was even more chilling than the cold air current, attacking Yan Shiyuan, vowing to take revenge for her beloved disciple's disfigurement.
Yan Shiyuan was distracted and couldn't focus on dealing with it. He could only adopt a completely defensive stance, hoping not to lose. Countless rings flew up and down, colliding with each other, blocking the cold sword energy, making a melodious sound like water splashing. Both of their skills were similar, and Yan Shiyuan was focused on defense, so it was hard to tell who would win.
Below the high platform, there was a big chaotic battle. The front row of righteous cultivators formed a formation to block the surging ghost current, and behind them were the many trapped Taoists who were rescued. As they knew that they were poisoned by the Vitality Devouring Ghost Fog, the cultivators who came to help this time were well prepared. A total of ten cultivators were separated to specifically detoxify the poison. At this moment, pills, talismans, and silver needles were used to help them recover. Among them, the most eye-catching one was Goddess Ling Xin.
The goddess put her palms together, her elegant face was pious and holy, and a white jade lantern shaped like an epiphyllum floated in the air. Goddess Ling Xin's vast genuine Qi was channeled into the lantern, and the lantern emitted waves of holy and soft white light, illuminating more than ten Taoists at once. Under the illumination of the lantern, the Ghost Qi that trapped the meridians seeped out from the pores like black smoke, but when it came into contact with the light, it immediately dissipated with a hissing sound as if it was burned. Once the Ghost Qi was gone, these Taoists immediately became lively and efficient, holding their weapons and instruments and rushing forward. Looking at the efficiency of detoxification, Goddess Ling Xin alone could beat all of them.
Ji Fengming led the Heaven-Opening Formation's Spiritual Qi to run out, and now she was in command. Ying Feiyang, Xie Lingyan, Zuo Feiying and the others were also injured, and they were all adjusting their Qi-circulation. Zhang Running, on the other hand, was the most ferocious one. His Dragon and Tiger Swords danced in the air, reaping lives, and the Heavenly Master Seal turned into a millstone in the sky, colliding with several Six Dao's evil instruments at the same time, but he still had the upper hand.
In fact, the Six Dao still had the upper hand in terms of combat power. The number of cultivators was more than double that of Taoism, and they also had the support of thousands of ghost soldiers.
But first, Taoism attacked angrily, and second, the Ghost Prison was about to collapse, and the ground where the Six Dao cultivators stood was damaged by the Sword Emperor's Sword Qi, and more than half of it had collapsed. Many ghost soldiers fell to the ground, and the remaining ghost cultivators and ghost soldiers were also unable to stand on much ground, so they were forced to cluster together, and it was difficult for them to spread out their battle formation, so their hands and feet were tied.
Also, because of the stalemate, the key to victory was still on the high platform.
On the high platform, the Sword Emperor Yue Cang Qiong stood motionless, with his sword pointed to the sky, and the abundant sword will shot up to the clouds, shaking heaven and earth.
"If you can take on my Extreme Sword Emperor's Law again, I can spare your lives today." Yue Cang Qiong's voice was calm, and it was obvious that he had not used his full strength yet.
As he spoke, the sword will that shot up to the sky condensed into thousands of dazzling golden lights, lighting up half of the gray sky of the Ghost Realm. Then, the sharp golden sword light fell from the sky!
The Asura Sect uncle and nephew had no time to talk, and they looked at each other, with a tacit understanding. Xue Wanlu's power was pushed to the extreme, and his red eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light. He stood in front, and the Destruction Spear was pointed to the sky, as if he was declaring war on the heavens. Xue Qianqiu, on the other hand, put his palm behind him, and a vast amount of genuine Qi poured into Xue Wanlu's body. The Destruction Spear turned into an Asura with three heads and six arms. The Asura's skin was red, and his hair was like fire. His two arms were spread out, holding the sun and the moon, and the other four arms were holding weapons. He roared to the sky, and his fighting spirit was burning!
In the next moment, their ultimate moves exploded, and thousands of golden sword Qi fell from the sky. It was so dazzling that it could not be seen. If it was the imperial power given by the heavens, the Asura Sect uncle and nephew would be sentenced to death.
The Heaven Battling Asura raised his weapons high, and his huge body stirred up a violent storm. He rushed up to the sky, and the four weapons slashed down at the same time, directly blocking the Sword Emperor's ultimate move.
"Boom!" A thunderous roar was heard, and the Heaven Battling Asura could not resist the Human World's Extreme Sword. He turned into scarlet blood Qi and dissipated. The Destruction Spear spun and stabbed into the ground, then turned into a blood light, and went back into the space between Xue Wanlu's eyebrows.
The uncle and nephew, Xue Qianqiu and Xue Wanlu, were hit by the airflow, and flew back like cannonballs, crashing into the Yin Wangyao who was sitting on the throne.
Just as they were about to crash into each other, the Yin Wangyao suddenly opened his eyes, and his Qi suddenly rose. The surrounding chilly wind suddenly rose, and formed two huge ghost hands, stopping the Asura Sect uncle and nephew from retreating. He then pushed the two to the side, and the Yin Wangyao slowly stood up from the throne. He stood up straight, and his grey imperial robe embroidered with ten thousand ghosts fluttered in the chilly wind, as if a picture of hell was unfolded.
The Yin Wangyao's pitch-black eyes looked at Yue Cangqiong coldly, and said sternly, "Ignorant junior, since you dare to offend me, I will let you fall into hell forever, and you will repent for today's crime." Then, he raised his palm and clenched his fist, and from his palm, he took out a long blade made of white bones. The Desolate Bone Evil Blade was pointed to the ground, and the baleful aura of heaven and earth had already surged towards Yue Cangqiong.
"I?" The Sword Emperor burst into laughter and ridiculed him. "How dare you address yourself as' I 'in front of the Sword Emperor. Your title needs to match your strength!" Yue Cang Qiong pointed two of his fingers together and a sharp gleam could be seen. Although the golden sword gleam had not been released, it was already enough to shock the world.
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